In the half hour after the group photo, Comrade Yang Feng became half of the protagonist, and the leaders of various units also got to know him again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Of course, the focus of the group meeting will eventually be shifted to the secretary's family.

Yang Feng sat back in his position with satisfaction, he was a man who valued honor more than life, and was valued by leaders and colleagues, which made him feel very relieved.

Of course, the Chinese of this era are like this, just as the contemporary Americans and Koreans worship money more than life, and from a secular point of view, before the 80s, the Chinese with honor, almost had everything, whether in the factory, in the school, in the government or in the countryside, with the praise of the superiors, with a high level of honor, doing life things will be much smoother.

Xiao Cheng sat back in his position full of doubts, and recalled how Yang Rui was anti-customer-oriented.

After drinking another round of tea and wine, the secretary's wife beckoned Yang Rui and said with a smile: "You come to the house to pay New Year's greetings, and I don't have anything ready to greet you, this New Year's money is for you to take, I wish you success in your studies and a smooth life." ”

Yang Rui was stunned for a moment, took it directly, and said, "Thank you, Auntie." ”

There was no excuse as usual, which made the secretary's wife a little uncomfortable, but she just smiled and continued to walk in front of the other child, and then sent red envelopes and blessings.

The people who came to pay New Year's greetings took a look, yes, this is the rhythm of the New Year's money, which was not said, and they all hurried to pay the money.

After a while, Yang Rui's hand was full of banknotes, some of which were 10 yuan, some of which were two yuan, and five yuan was the most.

In fact, nowadays, people give each other New Year's money, and they all start with a dime. Even in Nanhu City, two yuan is very large, and five yuan and ten yuan are the highest denomination banknotes, which are not even common in the countryside today.

In this era when a bottle of Moutai is only a dozen yuan, those who can easily stuff five or ten yuan are also the leaders of the Niucha Bureau.

gave Yang Ruisai 10 yuan, and when he came to Xiaocheng's classmates, he was naturally more generous.

At this time, 20 yuan was already a start, Yang Rui watched a certain leader with his own eyes, stuffed a thick stack of real banknotes into Xiao Cheng's hand, and then touched his head: "This is the New Year's money that your Uncle Wu gave you, study hard in the future, and strive to be admitted to Peking University." ”

Xiao Cheng was immediately impressed.

In this scene, Yang Feng, who gave up his small family for everyone, would not show a different shape, took out twenty yuan and gave it to Xiaocheng, and then gave two yuan to each of the other children, sat back beside Yang Rui, and asked, "How much did the secretary give?"

Yang Rui opened the red envelope and looked at it, and said, "Two pieces." ”

The corners of Yang Feng's mouth twitched, and he muttered: "My appetite is really big."

Yang Rui looked at it darkly.

After all, the parents who came with their children were a minority, and the total number of children present was about ten children, and the secretary gave 2 yuan each, which is equivalent to more than 20 yuan.

However, it was all the New Year's greetings who gave the secretary's son a red envelope, with as little as twenty or thirty yuan per person, and as much as tens of yuan.

Such a blatant gift collection did create a precedent for Nanhu City.

In the past few years, although the leaders also received gifts for weddings and funerals, the scale was much smaller, and people would at least set up a banquet, which meant it.

Although Xiao Cheng handed over most of the money and had some commission in his hand, he was in a much better mood, and when he sent the "uncles and aunts" out of the door, and then sent them to Yang Rui, he stopped him and said with a smile: "Yang Rui, I invite you and Wu Qian to dinner, I am now a master." ”

Xiao Cheng patted his chest, which attracted good-natured laughter from several people around him.

At this time, he called himself a master, but it was a good joke.

Yang Rui was stunned for a moment and said, "Do you know Wu Qian?"

"I met today, let's have a meal, don't you get acquainted. Xiao Cheng's eyes flashed with the eagerness unique to young people, and he said: "I want to take some scriptures from you and listen to you talk about the college entrance examination." ”

Looking at the way he looks, he seems to be completely unconcerned about the story that happened an hour ago.

Or, Wu Qian's attraction is greater than Yang Rui's threat.

In the room, the secretary of the municipal party committee heard the college entrance examination, but walked out, and said with a gentle smile: "Yang Rui, if you are not busy, just talk to our family Xiaochengduo, let him know what the college entrance examination is all about, so as not to laugh all day long and waste his homework." Lao Yang, I'm sorry for your son, we as parents, if we don't help anything, we always panic in our hearts. ”

Even if he is the secretary of the municipal party committee, what he can do in the college entrance examination process is actually limited. People who are not particularly persistent generally take the conventional way, find the best teachers to help with tutoring, provide the best learning environment, and buy some Chinese herbs that can improve learning efficiency, which is probably the limit of what parents can do.

Yang Feng didn't care about whether Yang Rui had time or anything, in his opinion, chatting was entertainment, so he laughed loudly: "The little rabbit cub is idle all over lice after he goes home, if there is anything busy or not, let them go, just ask." ”

In a word, Yang Feng sold his son.

Others are quite envious, and they all feel that Yang Feng is really happy to have such a son to sell.

Yang Rui pursed his lips and said indispensably: "Then let's talk while walking." ”

"Okay, you young people go play, have fun. The secretary of the municipal party committee waved his hand freely.

Yang Rui called Wu Qian, went out, turned around, and then got on the bus.

In this process, Yang Rui didn't say a word, and Wu Qian's eyes opened curiously.

Xiao Cheng kept smiling at first, very steady. As the car moved away, Xiao Cheng frowned and said, "You don't ask where to go?"

Yang Rui glanced at him with his thin arms and thin legs, and said, "Whatever." ”

Xiao Cheng wanted to lose his temper, but he really couldn't say it.

"Get off the bus at the stop. Xiao Cheng licked his lips and stood by the door.

Wu Qian saw that Yang Rui also stood over, and hurriedly turned around. At this moment, the bus made a big turn, which caught Wu Qian, who was caught off guard, and the whole person pounced.

Yang Rui straightened his waist, as if catching a basketball, and hugged Wu Qian.

The soft fragrance and warm jade fell into his arms, and Yang Rui couldn't help but tremble: It's so big!

Despite the cotton clothes, Yang Rui could also feel the softness between his chest and arms, and he couldn't help but make a depiction in his mind, and by the way, he came to a 3D modeling.

Yang Rui looked down at Wu Qian, who was flushed, and let her go gently, thinking: What a strange woman who hides her merits and fame!

"Get out of the car. Xiao Cheng saw this scene, inexplicably sad, and after getting out of the car, he didn't say a word, and first found a public telephone to dial.

Although it was not as common as it was in the 90s, in the city center of '84, there were still shops such as small shops, and the presence of public telephones was indispensable.

In some places, these pay phones make more money than selling newspapers and magazines.

The unit of measurement of three or five cents a minute makes people have to pinch their watches to speak, and the words before dialing the phone are like telegrams.

Of course, today's Xiaocheng classmate is a tyrant-like existence, after he picked up the phone, he didn't look at the time, and chatted for five or six minutes in a daze, before he generously threw out a 10 yuan unity, glanced at Wu Qian, and said: "I called two friends, eat together, and then go ice skating." ”

Yang Rui raised his hand to look at the time and said, "I'm going back in the afternoon, so I'll find one nearby." ”

After speaking, he didn't care about Xiaocheng, and walked into the nearest Chunhe Building.

Chunhelou is a famous restaurant in Nanhu City, which was migrated from Yangzhou in the early years, and was once one of the best hotels in Nanhu City.

Yang Rui took the menu by himself from the door, and found a table with a tablecloth to sit down, and Xiao Cheng caught up with him, and hurriedly said: "They all said that I want to find friends to eat, let's not eat here." ”

"Then you go somewhere else. Yang Rui ignored Xiao Cheng.

Wu Qian also smiled and sat next to Yang Rui.

Xiao Cheng was helpless, he could use his father to threaten Yang Rui, but it was quite boring to think about it, after his brain was spinning, he held back a big move and said, "You want to eat here, I won't pay, you pay the bill yourself." ”

Yang Rui raised his eyebrows and began to write the name of the dish on a small piece of paper. At this time, there was basically no service at all in the state-run hotel, and from ordering to paying, you had to take the initiative yourself, Yang Rui stayed for a while, but he was used to it.

Fortunately, the current restaurant and the chef still have temperance, and there is no messy things such as gutter oil, on the other hand, the chef skills of this state-run hotel are still top-notch, and if the order is correct, the taste is also good.

For example, restaurants like Chunhelou specialize in Huaiyang cuisine, although they also sell popular Sichuan dishes such as mapo tofu, but if you order it, don't expect to be served by a senior chef, it would be good to be trained by the apprentices of the three chefs.

Yang Rui's experience is to order challenging classic dishes, such as Wensi Tofu, which involves cutting tofu into thin strips, shiitake mushrooms into thin strips, winter bamboo shoots into thin strips, chicken breast into thin strips, cooked ham into thin strips, and finally boiled into a bowl of soft but not rotten soup.

Just a little knife work, not enough top chefs don't want to touch this dish, the mastery of the heat is even more difficult for countless people, and even if the chef of Chunhelou is lazy, he must be refreshed when he sees this dish, otherwise he will be scolded by the customer, and he will lose the face of the special chef.

Of course, a dish like Wensi tofu is also expensive enough, a two-fist bowl of soup costs 4 yuan, which is enough to catch up with the price of a bowl of braised pork, and normal people will not order it.

From Yang Rui's point of view, 30 years later, a bowl of braised pork is tens of yuan, but a bowl of Wensi tofu dares to sell for nearly 1,000 yuan.

Naturally, he also has a lot of money, and 4 yuan is one-tenth of the monthly salary of ordinary workers.

In about a quarter of an hour, the two waiters together brought Yang Rui three dishes first.

Xiao Cheng often goes out to eat with his friends, and at this time he can't help but be surprised: "It's so fast." ”

Another table in the hall also shouted: "Why did you serve them first, what about our dishes?"

The two waiters, one old and one young, the older one listened to the sound and recognized the position, and turned his head to the lion's roar: "What's it called! This is done by Master Yuan himself, please go if you have the ability." ”

Turning his head, he lowered his tone again, but still said in a rough voice: "Chef asked me to ask you if Wen Si tofu is done well." In addition, I had to wait a while to dismantle the braised silver carp head, and sent someone to buy the fish head. ”

Yang Rui blinked, tasted Wensi tofu first, gave a thumbs up and said, "It melts in your mouth, it's good", and then asked: "Chong carp head is a common material, how can there be none?"

The young waiter said softly: "Master Yuan said that the braised silver carp head in Huaiyang cuisine should be more than 5 catties of fish head, and it can't be left signboarded." ”

Wu Qian was surprised: "Where can I find a fish head that is more than 5 catties?"

"It's in the reservoir, Xiao Mao went on a motorcycle, and he will come back in a while. ”

The two waiters turned around to report, leaving Xiao Cheng with a puzzled face, and asked with wide eyes: "Do you know Yuan Coal from Chunhe Building?"

"What?"

"Master Yuan, he came out of the coal mine, and he also took the people of Chunhelou to Beijing and did a state banquet, don't you know?"

Yang Rui said "oh", raised the soup spoon, and said with a smile: "Eat it while it's hot, it's a waste when it's cold." ”

Xiao Cheng's heart was full of suspicion, like a cat scratching, and he couldn't help asking, "Who are you?" ”

Yang Rui waved his hand: "You don't understand." ”

Xiao Cheng was shocked, and had more doubts about Yang Rui's identity, thinking: It is said that Master Yuan knows the central leadership, Yang Rui is studying at Peking University, and he knows Master Yuan, will he also know someone?...... Do you want to go home and talk about this? No, this is to increase the morale of others and destroy your own prestige...... But if he really knows someone, and I find someone to beat him, then I'll be in trouble.

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